Küylǝrning küyi 1
1 «Küylǝrning küyi» — Sulaymanning küyi.
The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
2 «U otluⱪ aƣzi bilǝn meni sɵysun; Qünki sening muⱨǝbbiting xarabtin xerindur.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
3 Huxpuraⱪtur sening ǝtirliring; Ⱪuyulƣan puraⱪliⱪ may sening namingdur; Xunglaxⱪa ⱪizlar seni sɵyidu. Kɵnglümni ɵzünggǝ mǝⱨliya ⱪilƣaysǝn — Biz sanga ǝgixip yügürǝyli! — Padixaⱨ meni ɵz ⱨujriliriƣa ǝkirgǝy!»
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 «Biz sǝndin huxal bolup xadlinimiz; Sening muⱨǝbbǝtliringni xarabtin artuⱪ ǝslǝp tǝriplǝymiz».
Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
5 «Ular seni durusluⱪ bilǝn sɵyidu». — «Ⱪara tǝnlik bolƣinim bilǝn qirayliⱪmǝn, i Yerusalem ⱪizliri! Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Kedarliⱪlarning qedirliridǝk, Sulaymanning pǝrdiliridǝk ⱪarimǝn.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Manga tikilip ⱪarimanglar, Qünki ⱪaridurmǝn, Qünki aptap meni kɵydürdi; Anamning oƣulliri mǝndin rǝnjigǝn; Xunga ular meni üzümzarlarni baⱪⱪuqi ⱪildi; Xunga ɵz üzümzarimni baⱪalmiƣanmǝn».
Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 «Ⱨǝy, jenim sɵyginim, deginǝ, Padangni ⱪǝyǝrdǝ baⱪisǝn? Uni kün ⱪiyamida ⱪǝyǝrdǝ aram alƣuzisǝn? Ⱨǝmraⱨliringning padiliri yenida qümpǝrdilik ayallardǝk yürüxümning nemǝ ⱨajiti?»
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
8 «I ⱪiz-ayallar arisidiki ǝng güzili, ǝgǝr sǝn buni bilmisǝng, Padamning basⱪan izlirini besip mengip, Padiqining qediri yenida ɵz oƣlaⱪliringni ozuⱪlandurƣin».
If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9 «I sɵyümlüküm, mǝn seni Pirǝwnning jǝng ⱨarwiliriƣa ⱪetilƣan bir baytalƣa ohxattim;
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Sening mǝngziliring tizilƣan munqaⱪlar bilǝn, Boynung marjanlar bilǝn güzǝldur.
Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
11 Biz sanga kümüx kɵzlǝr ⱪuyulƣan, Altundin zibu-zinnǝtlǝrni yasap berimiz».
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12 «Padixaⱨ toy dastihinida olturƣinida, sumbul mǝlⱨimim puraⱪ qaqidu;
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 Mening sɵyümlüküm, u manga bir monǝk murmǝkkidur, U kɵkslirim arisida ⱪonup ⱪalidu;
A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14 Mening sɵyümlüküm manga Ən-Gǝdidiki üzümzarlarda ɵskǝn bir ƣunqǝ henǝ gülidǝktur».
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En–gedi.
15 «Mana, sǝn güzǝl, amriⱪim! Mana, sǝn xundaⱪ güzǝl! Kɵzliring pahtǝklǝrningkidǝktur!»
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
16 «Mana, sǝn güzǝl, sɵyümlüküm; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, yeⱪimliⱪ ikǝnsǝn; Bizning orun-kɵrpimiz yexildur;
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
17 Ɵyimizdiki limlar kedir dǝrihidin, Wasilirimiz arqilardindur.
The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
